Romance writer Max Cooke is celebrating a movie deal for his books when he witnesses an attack on a stranger in an alley. After calling the police, he rushes to check on the stranger — who dies in his arms, leaving him inexplicably heartbroken.
The murdered man was a police detective, Nick Horvath. The next day, Nick turns up in Max’s bedroom and the two begin a delicate dance as they navigate the reality of Nick’s special state of existence and the bond he has with Max. Nick is only solid when he touches Max, convenient as they overcome initial misunderstandings and learn their attraction is mutual.
Poole doesn’t linger on the angst; while Nick has some trouble adjusting to his semi-corporeal state it isn’t long before he’s making a move on Max. Max meanwhile, is scarred by his experiences with an abusive ex and takes some gentle coaxing to realize the handsome former detective wants him for himself and not just for convenience. Once the couple get together, the sex scenes are hot and varied and show the couple’s growing affection.